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Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Ahhh...the Way Life Should Be...

Maine...the way life should be. That is our State motto, and reflects the slower pace that we often have in the North East. Well...until the tourists arrive! We have had a houseguest from Tennessee for a weeek, and all of our guests are served a a meal of lobster (lobstah) during their stay. I took this photo as the men were washing up for dinner.

Lobster taste good when they come from Maine or Nova Scotia waters as the water is iceburg cold. They can live to be over 100 years old, and I believe it takes them about 6 years to grow a pound in size. The largest lobster ever caught was over 44 pounds! Dinner is over, and the table is cleaned of butter drips. I'm heading to go hook on my rug for awhile and spend time with the men.

3 comments:

Lauri, this sure looks good. I guess I'm going to have my MIL ship some lobsters here to the plains since the price of gas keeps us from making the trip.

I don't envy you the influx of tourists but the webcams sure showed that traffic was down. There are times when I miss the lighthouse where we lived for two years but I don't miss the 5 million people a year in my yard!

You lived at a lighthouse? Where?Wonderful! I love lighthouses, and try to keep up with what is happening with the ones in the north east. So many are run down and no one can afford to fix them up. Too sad. I wouldn't mind living on one on an island. Less tourists that way!

Giving Thanks all year...

I am thankful for health, for friendships, for God, for my better half, for enough money to pay the bills, for a comfortable home, for honesty, for my computer friendships, for our ever loyal pets, for a decent job, for a car that runs, for sheep, for the ability to create with my hands, a good nights sleep, for "good hair" days, for plenty of food on our table, for my Dad who I dearly miss, for my stepmother who loved him so much, and for books and the ability to read. I'm also thankful for warm clothes on cold days, for warm soil, for the ocean, for rainbows, for electricity, for wood for our woodstove, for flowers, for dropping gas prices, for free things, and for weekends, for being an American, for coffee fixed my way, for time to craft, for nights at home, for a closet full of clothes, for scented candles, for being appreciated at work, for birds and for my intelligence. I'm thankful for photographs, for the ability to write, for the power company that works in all weather, and for the ability to take a walk on a beautiful day. I'm thankful for the music in my life, and for living in the country where I see trees and deer and nature outside of every window. I'm thankful for hook-ins and Rug Art shows and the ability to travel to visit them. I'm thankful for handknit socks that keep my feet warm and for days when I don't have to go to work.